Is there a mouse in my uncle's coffin? I quickly jumped off the coffin board and checked it around. The coffin was intact and had no holes!

It’s not a “death solution”! I heard from people in the old age that when a person dies, if a large amount of urine accumulates in the bladder and does not excrete it in time, the urine will be excreted within a few hours or even dozens of hours after death.

Then I really have to push open my uncle's coffin lid to see. It would be a pity if my urine stained my mourning clothes.

It is fake to say that I am not afraid, but my uncle is my relative after all. If I really have such a request after death, how can I not serve me as a junior?

Thinking of this, I pushed open the lid of the coffin with all my might. Apart from smelling a scent of rotten wood, the coffin was pitch black and I saw nothing.

I turned on the flashlight of my phone, and my uncle's face seemed to be asleep. He didn't want to be as pale as a dead person, so he put a urinary between his legs, but he didn't want to urinate.

It seems that my uncle doesn’t want to pee. What’s going on? Is it still okay to pee?

Forget it, didn’t you say that dead people cannot easily see light? I’d better put the lid of the coffin on it!

Just as I put the lid on the coffin, I heard the "gudong gudong" sound just now. It's hard for my uncle to still urinate.

I pushed open the coffin board again, but this time I pushed open the coffin lid and noticed something, and there was no sound when I pushed open the coffin lid.

I tried several times by repeatedly following the steps of pushing apart, closing, pushing apart, and closing it again. I was sure that it was true that there was a sound when I closed the coffin board.

Not only that, I heard bursts of breathing sounds, which came in real life, as if I was breathing in my ears.

A gust of cold wind blew away the surrounding soil, and most of the top surface of the nanmu coffin inside the pit leaked out.

Could it be that the "gudong gudong" sound is related to the coffin?

My two calves couldn't help but tremble. Should I go over and take a look?

Rising great fear, I approached the nanmu coffin. I heard it right before, and the "gudonggudong" sound came from here.

"It's a zombie!" I suddenly felt like the crotch was wet. My uncle didn't pee, so I pee!

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I don’t know how long it took, but I opened my eyes, my lower body was wet and uncomfortable. I tried to move, but I felt exhausted all over!

"Oh! I'm finally awake!" My mother wiped her tears from the side, "Are you hungry? I'll stew some chicken soup for you!"

"Mom, how long have I slept? Cough cough." I thought of getting up, but I didn't get up. I felt fishy inside my throat and couldn't help but cough.

"It's been a day and a night!"

"Why am I here?" I was very surprised. Shouldn't I be on the mountain? Why would I lie in the bed at home!

"The day before yesterday, your father was worried about you. In the second half of the night, he said he wanted to go to the mountains to see him. He found that he fainted next to the nanmu coffin, and his crotch was wet!"

"That's how it is!" I felt a little embarrassed, but I did pee at that time. "Mom, can you get me a pair of underwear?"

"I don't know what's going on. After you come back, you keep wetting the bed. I've changed you three pairs of shorts!"

"Mom, uncle-" I choked up. It would be fine if it was my father in front of me. After all, my mother was a woman. The sound of "gudonggudong" in the grave was very scary. I don't know if I should tell her.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about your uncle's affairs. Yesterday your father went to the town to hire a shaman, and took the wizard up the mountain early this morning."

My mother handed me underwear, tears were still shaking in her eyes, and she said to me crying, "When I left you on the mountain before, I opposed it. You are the only one in our family, and you are from the deep mountains and forests. If you have a few shortcomings, how can I live like this in the past!"

"Mom, don't worry, am I fine?" Looking at my mother's sad look, I naturally wanted to comfort her.

"How long have you been urinating on the kang? Why are you still like this? You haven't married yet? If so, alas!"

I know my mother’s worries. During the four years of college, I had contacted my parents by phone. I never mentioned my virginity to them. My girlfriend Xiaowei is a good girl, but I am a poor boy from a poor valley. Marriage is not a matter of urgency. Even if she wants to marry me, what can I do to marry her?

Then there was a "rattle" noise in the yard. I knew that a big goose was going to suffer again. The smell of a big goose stewed goose floated in the room, but I couldn't raise my appetite at all. I had experienced such things in the past two days and had long lost interest in eating and drinking. I thought that my father and the shaman might be coming back, and it was not a big deal for me to always lie on the bed!

I changed into my underwear and barely supported my body with my arms. I felt something was wrong below!

Wow! Another pool!

What's wrong with me? I'm incontinent again? If I continue like this, I have to use diapers?

I quickly pulled out a pair of underwear from the suitcase and put it on. In order to avoid "accidents", I stuffed a towel into my crotch.

It was almost noon, my father led the shaman into the yard. The two of them directly set up a wooden table in the yard, which included in the incense burner and candlelight.

This shaman looks very primitive. I said he is primitive because he has dark skin and wrinkles on his face, which looks like a gorilla. His pale hair is probably as long as his waist, and he has been braided into countless small braids.

He put a hat with various chicken feathers on his head, and also put on a cloak with various chicken feathers on his head. He first lit the incense burner and poured the prepared rice wine in advance into a pottery bowl. The texture of the pottery bowl was roughly like something from the Neolithic era.

He hummed and sang lyrics that I couldn't understand at all. He held the pottery bowl with his left hand and pointed the yellow wine in the pottery bowl with his index finger with his right hand. He shot three times up and three times down, and the wine dripping sprayed into the sky and the earth along his long nails.

This ritual took not long, only about ten minutes. After a while, my father and the ritual sat at the table.

My father poured wine for the mage with a smile on his face, and did not dare to speak much. We were all waiting for the mage to speak.

The old man just drank and ate meat at the wine table, regardless of our anxious look. He slowly opened his mouth half an hour later, "Chicken eats fish, claws stumble on mud, the deceased are clear, and the living are fascinated. The key is the last two sentences!"

"What do you mean is that the dead are clear and the living are fascinated? Is it the key?" I couldn't help but interrupt the words. In fact, I was also full of curiosity about Mr. Wu's sixteen words, and I don't know what it means.

"Don't interrupt, kid." Dad scolded me.

"In the past, there are only two ways to solve this problem. Either your elder brother moves out or the coffin underground is moved out. The so-called deceased is to see the dead!" The old man said sternly.

"It turns out that I have to let the people in these two coffins discuss!" My father said.

I was thinking about what a joke. I often saw two living people grabbing street stalls, but I never saw dead people grabbing acupoints.

"I just told the above, and the above said that we still have to ask the person in the Nanmu coffin to see what this person means!" the old man continued.

I know what the "top" means in the mage's words. They are all gods, and this "top" must refer to gods.

"Then we still have to open that nanmu coffin?" my father asked.

"Yes, this is a must-take a step." The old man nodded.

"When will it open?"

"Of course you have to choose a good day!"

"You have to choose a day." Sweat beads of water seeped out of my father's head. I know what my father meant. This is the day. My uncle's coffin has been in the past for five days. Dead people are not as good as living people. There is no metabolism. If I continue to drag it like this, my uncle will be stinking!

The mage was not in a hurry and reached out to calculate, "Just noon tomorrow! If you choose a few strong men in the village, remember not to choose the Shuisheng!"

"Why?" I asked.

"Why are there so many children? This is the secret of heaven, I can't tell you!" My father gave me a blank look.

I have been thinking about my uncle's abnormal behavior. There must be something wrong with the voice. I don't know if I should tell the wizard that after thinking about it, I should tell my father first to see how he decides.

Taking advantage of the fact that the master was in the cottage, I quickly reached my father's ear and told me all about what I saw about my uncle that day.

"I'm telling you, a kid, isn't it? When we went there today, your uncle was lying there well. There was no such thing as you said, and there was no sound at all!"

My father's denial made me confused. Could it be that I had read it wrong? It's impossible? It's obviously something I've verified several times, so why would I read it wrong?

"Look at you, I've been scared to death these two days. Don't worry about your uncle. I have to talk to the mage about wetting the bed later. If it really doesn't work, let him rush to you. By the way, did you pee again this morning?"

"No, no, really no!" I don't want to be pushed down by the mage and recite spells. I have my own thoughts about incontinence. It was probably because it was cold when I was sleeping in the grass in the mountains the night before yesterday. Just this is the trick of using the soul-summoning technique?

"I really don't need it?" Dad was a little suspicious.

"It's really no need." I quickly shook my head.

After a while, the mage came back. I felt that the smell of shit on his body had not yet dissipated, and I felt a little disgusting when I smelled it.

The mage drank for a while and told my father before leaving, "Follow me the good person!"

As soon as the mage left, my father and mother discussed finding someone. After experiencing the first thing they did, eight strong men were not that easy to find. The way my father and my mother thought of was to give everyone more wages. The first thing they thought of was Qian Laoqi, who was strong and healthy.

When my father arrived at Qian Laoqi's house, he was drinking there, his mouth full of alcohol, "Open the coffin!" I won't go to this matter.

Qian Laoqi's first reaction was the same as my parents expected.

My father took out two hundred yuan bills, "This is the salary for a day. Please give it to me!"

Two hundred yuan is a high price for our village. Usually, the price is fifty a day when working. It seems that my parents have invested a lot of money for the sake of my uncle's affairs this time.

Qian Laoqi took the money and did not say much. Instead, he handed the money directly to his wife, "Go, give me two more pots of good wine!"

"Stop drinking, it depends on how you drink it!" Qian Laoqi's wife advised.

A wine cup hit Qian Laoqi's wife's head, "You damn old lady, you still have to take care of me. Do you want me to die sooner?"

His wife shook her head repeatedly, and blood was left directly from her forehead.
Chapter completed!